Good-bye and good riddance
To the family
Who couldn’t tolerate me
Or what I stand for.
It saddens me that
Flesh & blood
Mean nothing.
Sometimes it kills
Part of my soul
When I think of
The family
I lost…
The memories
That flood back at me
Like a vicious waterfall…
Because there were
Some happy times…
But not enough
To justify
The heartache
And physical pain
Bestowed upon me
By those who were
Supposed to love me
Unconditionally.
Copyright 2013 by tabatha seven
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